Lyudmila Purgina Poems

On meeting the UNREAL worlds
In the REALITY -
I am confused so...
Both in the daytime, and in the evening...
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In this town all are - the Zeroes.
You never could find here - a Point.
From Nothing, from the Void -
How could you extend a Line?
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As if between the earth snd the sky
I am hanging...
And there's no any hook, nowhere...
I'm only - the light, running Through the space of Being...
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In daytime, in the light we try to draw
On canvas - all the shadows-half-shadows of faces...
On coming of the night - it's hard to overcome the borders.
The borders all become indistinct, and lose their fun
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I was born - but I CAN'T remember...
All around do remember -
But not me...
I lived - but I can't remember...
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The fright - compresses the body...
I wish to disappear...
To become a point
(I remember in my innerself
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Do you know, that to build is more complex, than to smash,
In everything there could be breaks?
It is simpler to decide, how would be better,
Even if you would have built something -
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In a doze I drip the medicine -
May be it cure me?
I'm eating the tablets
In a space...
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Everything was under Bible:
The young passion turned to cold,
And the end to young excitements
Gradually changed to a common row.
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To Anna Kern

By Alexander Pushkin
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